http://chazkingsley.com/2009/10/uniqueness-and-the-sublime/ Ecological Facilitation and Design Wed, 07 Oct 2009 20:14:21 -0600 hourly 1 http://chazkingsley.com/2009/10/uniqueness-and-the-sublime/comment-page-1/#comment-8 Kathy Wed, 07 Oct 2009 20:14:21 +0000 http://greenstreetcreative.com/?p=74#comment-8 ....feeling honored to be part of a teaching moment!...In reading your blog, I am touched by the word"endure". As I was beginning the process of rebuilding my property(which is really about rebuilding my life), I had the opportunity to write something in wet concrete. I had just returned from a trip to Malta where I had visited the 6000 year old Goddess Temples. I couldn't help but wonder what I was building in my life that would last (endure) anywhere near 6000 years.....so in the concrete slab that was to receive my water tanks that would hold the water pumped from my well by my newly refurbished 1933 windmill, I wrote, "May the Sacred Be Held". I felt that I was treating the water as sacred(because it is)....and I was energetically holding anyone who happened to drink from my well. The mechanics, the structures, the buildings may not endure but my hope is that the intention which holds it all will endure for many generations to come. ....I also enjoy hearing you speak of" going below the surface"......while I am mentioning my windmill, I might add that it's restoration provided a wonderful metaphor for doing just that. Whether or not I had water on the property I was about to buy was a huge issue. As much as I fell in love with the windmill I had wanted all of my life, I couldn't purchase the property if the windmill was to be an elaborate yard ornament....I needed it to be form and function.The windmill was not working....it was not responding to the wind and was wasting 1/2 gallon to every gallon pumped. Finding people with a passion for windmills to restore it with me was a peak experience. Working side by side with them as we explored the depths and condition of the well....replacing what was worn and no longer functional...inserting parts that were built with materials that were made to last...removing the oppositional motorized pump that the previous owner had installed in an attempt to power through the problem without really looking at the outcome and cause....it was an incredibly moving experience!....To step back from the completion of that project and have to wait for the wind to blow...such a lesson in patience and understanding in a power greater than ourselves. Each time the wind blows and I watch the 24 petals of my Aermotor windmill spin, I am filled with gratitude and awe....and I give thanks that I was willing to go below the surface. So....I have never responded to a blog.....if you were expecting a short answer...oops! I blew that!...what I found myself responding to is the beautiful invitation you send out inviting such exploration of self, others and life in general....so thanks!..... ….feeling honored to be part of a teaching moment!…In reading your blog, I am touched by the word”endure”. As I was beginning the process of rebuilding my property(which is really about rebuilding my life), I had the opportunity to write something in wet concrete. I had just returned from a trip to Malta where I had visited the 6000 year old Goddess Temples. I couldn’t help but wonder what I was building in my life that would last (endure) anywhere near 6000 years…..so in the concrete slab that was to receive my water tanks that would hold the water pumped from my well by my newly refurbished 1933 windmill, I wrote, “May the Sacred Be Held”. I felt that I was treating the water as sacred(because it is)….and I was energetically holding anyone who happened to drink from my well. The mechanics, the structures, the buildings may not endure but my hope is that the intention which holds it all will endure for many generations to come.
….I also enjoy hearing you speak of” going below the surface”……while I am mentioning my windmill, I might add that it’s restoration provided a wonderful metaphor for doing just that. Whether or not I had water on the property I was about to buy was a huge issue. As much as I fell in love with the windmill I had wanted all of my life, I couldn’t purchase the property if the windmill was to be an elaborate yard ornament….I needed it to be form and function.The windmill was not working….it was not responding to the wind and was wasting 1/2 gallon to every gallon pumped. Finding people with a passion for windmills to restore it with me was a peak experience. Working side by side with them as we explored the depths and condition of the well….replacing what was worn and no longer functional…inserting parts that were built with materials that were made to last…removing the oppositional motorized pump that the previous owner had installed in an attempt to power through the problem without really looking at the outcome and cause….it was an incredibly moving experience!….To step back from the completion of that project and have to wait for the wind to blow…such a lesson in patience and understanding in a power greater than ourselves. Each time the wind blows and I watch the 24 petals of my Aermotor windmill spin, I am filled with gratitude and awe….and I give thanks that I was willing to go below the surface.
So….I have never responded to a blog…..if you were expecting a short answer…oops! I blew that!…what I found myself responding to is the beautiful invitation you send out inviting such exploration of self, others and life in general….so thanks!…..

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